Huo Xun didn't think she was joking and asked, "What do you think is going on?"
"Anything else strange happened?"
Just as Qin Zhao had asked, a police officer said, "Yes, the construction foreman dreamt of a child before starting work, who had dragon horns on his head and was wearing an ancient black robe.
The child told him not to dig, saying that he was in seclusion down there, about to cultivate into a dragon. If his cultivation was disturbed, the consequences would be severe."
"A dragon? My goodness, isn't that something from legends?"
"Are there really dragons in this world?"
"Anyway, this is too evil, doesn't seem like the work of a human."
The police officer's words immediately set off a flurry of discussion among the other officers.
Qin Zhao's face showed a thoughtful expression, "Bring that foreman over, I'll ask him."
"You go bring him here."
Huo Xun commanded, and the officer hurriedly went to do so.
Soon, the construction foreman, looking haggard, walked over.